She takes my hand and pulls me toward the empty foyer of the complex, like a child dragging her mother to see her new want in the window for the umpteenth time. Just like the mother I stumble somewhat unwillingly behind, but I can’t help being caught up in her excitement. We pass our waiter friend Brad, and I see him smirk and I imagine my expression matches...
This is a small homage to one of my favorite Christmas movies. I hope you enjoy reading it. ***** Gabriel couldn't believe his good fortune. After waiting for a hundred years, he was being given another chance. Finally, he would be able to earn his wings. He had failed on his first assignment, but this time he wouldn't make another mistake. He entered Nic...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. The Host began with a tale about a birthday orgy involving a current top film star. The Theatre Comp...
We had been talking almost a full year online and on the phone. We'd cammed and sent snail mail and email. Now Brian was really here, in my drive way. I could see him through a small gap in the living room curtains as he hopped out of his beat up 67 Chevy. I knew from a dozen different conversations that the truck was his baby rescued from a junkyard. He ha...
The dictionary defines Valentine- a sweetheart chosen or complimented on Valentine's Day. I'm not sentimental or for that matter sensitive. At least, that is what I've often been told. You are so closed off! Unreachable! I disagree. I happen to have had a perfectly good reason for keeping my heart locked up. The problem, in my opinion, was with the people wh...
"Every hotel in this chain has a library. Therein lies the story, and the mystery." I clearly looked confused. Having driven the 3 kilometers to the sea, we were walking on a pebbly beach, crumbling cliffs to our right and a soft breeze off the sea in our faces. "That book you found, that you had been reading from earlier ... the reason I was so silent is t...
Throndar raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. The land he was travelling through was dry and dusty, and he had not seen a cloud for days. The occasional hardy bush or thorn tree broke the monotony, but this was not a good place for living. Not that he minded, for Throndar was a barbarian, born and raised in lands not much less harsh than this, s...
As I get older, I find my thoughts drifting back, more and more often, to that one night, 20 years ago. Though it consumes my thoughts, sometimes I still find myself questioning whether it ever really happened. Was it just some adolescent fantasy that I've managed to fool myself into believing actually happened to me? But then I close my eyes and it's like I...
Chapter 8: Kira meets Swapna (Dedicated to the real Swapna who will recognize herself, I hope) * Kira s stay in India was coming to its end. In a few days she will be back in France where her French husband Dan has been waiting for her since three months. They were following exactly the schedule they had agreed upon. She had delivered the twin babies Kyrh...
If You're Going to Harper Valley, Be Sure to Wear Some Flowers In Your Hair ** These fortnightly gatherings were playing havoc with our lives. If you think cigarettes are hard enough to give up, try cutting down on skimpy little knickers and push-up bras once you have a taste for both...as it were! "Barely had Jerry and Michelle departed that evening, t...